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A Big Bold Beautiful Journey (2025)

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A Big Bold Beautiful Journey (2025)

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-(CAR HORN HONKING)

-(TRAIN RUMBLING IN DISTANCE)

(ENGINE STARTING)

REPORTER: It's currently

74 degrees and sunny.

It'll be hot and humid today,

with showers developing

-and chance of a thunderstorm.

-(TRAIN RUMBLING IN DISTANCE)

(CAR HORN HONKS)

DAVID: Yep, I need to go.

I'm, uh, running late.

MOTHER: Are you really

going to this wedding alone?

DAVID: Yeah, Mom. It's just me.

FATHER: Honey.

MOTHER: What?

I'm just asking him.

Are you okay, sweetheart?

DAVID: Mom, I'm more than okay.

I'm fantastic.

Never been happier.

Love traveling alone.

Love being alone.

FATHER: David. Be open.

I'd kick myself

if I never told my son that.

Be open. Life is better

when you're open.

-A hundred percent, Dad.

-MOTHER: And visit more.

Okay, will do. Love you guys.

-Gotta go. Okay. Bye-bye.

-FATHER: Bye, I love you, boy.

MOTHER: Okay.

FATHER: Bye-bye.

sh*t, sh*t, sh*t.

sh*t.

(THUNDER RUMBLES)

(SIGHS)

(INTRIGUING MUSIC PLAYING)

(RAIN PATTERING)

(DOORBELL BUZZES)

WOMAN: (OVER SPEAKERS)

Can I help you?

DAVID: Yeah, I...

WOMAN: Name?

David Longley. I rented a car.

WOMAN: Hold the f*ck

on a moment, please.

Now, okay, David.

When I buzz, open the door.

But listen here,

because this is important.

You gotta open it a half beat

after I start buzzing.

If you try to open it a quarter

beat before the half beat,

or a quarter beat after,

the door won't open,

and we'll just have

to repeat the process,

over and over and over again

until you finally get it.

DAVID: Okay.

WOMAN: David, I guess

what I'm trying to say is...

doors are tricky.

Sure.

Sure, yeah, yeah.

Doors are... Doors are tricky.

-WOMAN: Agreed.

-(DOORBELL BUZZES)

DAVID: Ah...

Damn it. I didn't...

WOMAN: Try again.

(DOORBELL BUZZES)

Rushed it. Try again.

(DOORBELL BUZZES)

f*ck yeah, David!

(VOICE ECHOES) Hello?

WOMAN: Hello, David.

Longer walk

than you thought, right?

DAVID: Yeah.

WOMAN: Okay.

I'll see you

when you get up here.

Stop right there on the mark.

Slate you're name

for the camera.

Sorry, "slate?"

It just means, "Say your name."

Ah.

Uh, David Longley.

Your car will be

a 1994 Saturn SL.

A Saturn? I thought

they were out of business.

WOMAN: Not here.

Those the only cars you have?

They're the only

f*cking ones we need.

DAVID: What are you doing

with that photo there?

WOMAN: Oh, your headshot?

DAVID: Yeah.

-WOMAN: Is this a problem?

-Yeah.

WOMAN: Why?

Because I don't ever remember

taking that picture.

-And? And?

-And? And?

-And?

-DAVID: And...

I'm not an actor.

Could you say that

one more time, please?

-Could I say what one more time?

-What you just said.

I'm not an actor?

That's it. Yeah. Go ahead.

I'm not an actor.

I think all of us

tend to act a lot, David.

I think we perform

more than we think we do.

That's not necessarily

a bad thing.

There are moments of real,

honest-to-goodness

truth in performance, right?

Sure.

I mean, maybe.

MAN: In fact, sometimes...

we have to perform

to get to the truth.

It's a more painful route,

but sometimes pain is good.

I love that.

You should say that more often

when I say the thing I say.

I will. From now on.

WOMAN: Thank you

for taking my note.

Now, do you want the GPS, David?

Uh, no. I'll just hook up

my phone using a USB.

There are no USBs in these cars.

There's no USB

in a Saturn SL f*cking 1994.

Of course. Well, I'll just

listen to the GPS on my phone.

But what if your phone

craps out on you?

I don't think my phone will...

crap out.

(CHUCKLES) It might, David.

What if it does?

People's phones crap out.

They crap out

on them all the time.

My phone's never

crapped out on me.

But what if it does, David?

Won't you remember

this exact conversation?

And won't you think,

"f*ck me. f*ck me

so very, very hard"?

I'm sorry, what is this place?

WOMAN: This is

The Car Rental Agency.

Do you want the GPS?

You want the GPS, David?

(WATER DRIPPING)

Sure.

f*ck yeah!

(SINGING ALONG)

One singular sensation

Every little step she takes

One thrilling combination

Every move that she makes

GPS: Remain on

the interstate for 249 miles.

The forecast

for your wedding trip

is sunny skies

with non-stop rain.

Fun fact,

in Hawaii, they call this...

-Liquid sunshine.

-GPS: ...liquid sunshine.

CHORUS: (SINGING)

...you know who

One

GPS: You have arrived

at your destination.

You have arrived

at your destination.

WOMAN: Thanks.

(UPLIFTING SONG PLAYING)

Thank you so much

for coming all this way.

You joking? I wouldn't have

missed it for the world.

-Beautiful ceremony.

-Thank you.

This is Sarah.

You guys live in the same city.

-AMANDA'S HUSBAND: Oh, yeah.

-Oh.

Hi. David.

Hi.

-Nice to meet you.

-Nice to meet you.

-Where do you live?

-Uh, downtown.

-You?

-North side.

Mmm.

-Do you like it?

-Like what?

Living downtown?

Yeah.

Well, it's our wedding...

-Yeah.

-...so we're gonna leave.

You two have a good night.

Okay, have fun.

(DAVID SIGHS)

Do you want a drink?

Uh, no.

No, I'm good.

-Very well.

-Thanks.

(DAVID CHUCKLES)

(ROCK AND ROLL SONG PLAYING)

-(MUSIC FADES)

-(THUNDER RUMBLES)

(CHUCKLES)

(CHUCKLES)

Hi, I'm David

from the North side.

Oh, God!

-Stop!

-Stop what?

Just stop...

trying to be charming.

Why are you afraid of me?

-You think I'm afraid of you?

-Yeah.

I'm not afraid of you.

I'm afraid of hurting you.

-Of hurting me?

-Yeah.

No matter how this plays out,

it probably ends

in me hurting you.

What if I hurt you?

I won't let you.

-I see. You're tough.

-I am.

-And I'm not.

-Okay.

Aren't you tough sometimes?

-Yeah, sure.

-And then other times,

you're just kind of...

mush.

-Mush?

-Yeah. No?

Maybe it depends

on the person you're with.

I don't know.

So I bring out

the tough side in you.

All the good ones do.

Do you believe in marriage?

You seem smarter

than that question.

Well, humor me for a second.

-Okay.

-Go on.

I believe

I shouldn't get married.

Fair.

What about you?

When I was a kid, six or seven,

they made us do

a picture in school.

Of what we thought

the future would look like,

and I drew a picture of me

with a bow tie and a top hat.

Three kids.

It's the truth.

That's all I wanted.

Was to be a dad and be married.

Swear to God.

You want to marry me?

I thought, didn't you just say

that you don't...

Yeah, well, I changed my mind.

(EXHALES)

Will you marry me?

Oh, man, you have destroyed

some men, haven't you?

Yeah.

And men have destroyed me.

And I'm guessing since...

you're still single,

you've probably done

some destroying of your own.

Especially with that accent.

Is it real?

-Is what real?

-Your accent.

You think I'd fake an accent?

At a wedding? Yeah, maybe.

Came over when I was 13.

Mother American, Father Irish.

Mom was homesick.

What about you?

Parents? Siblings?

-I'm gonna go dance.

-All right. Enjoy.

Okay.

-You coming?

-I don't dance.

I wish you would.

(PIANO MUSIC PLAYING)

Hey.

(IMPERCEPTIBLE)

(MUSIC STOPS)

(MUSIC RESUMES)

(PANTING)

I don't dance?

I don't dance.

Oh, for f*ck sake.

(SIGHS)

GPS: Remain on interstate

for 237 miles.

(GPS SNIFFLES)

Two hundred and thirty-seven

long, arduous miles.

David?

GPS: David?

Um...

Yes?

Do you want to go on a big,

bold, beautiful journey?

Sorry, are we... Are we talking

to each other now?

GPS: David,

I'm asking you a question.

Do you want to go on a big,

bold, beautiful journey?

-Yes.

-GPS: What's that, David?

Yes, yes, I... I do.

GPS: What do you

want to do, David?

(EXHALES SHARPLY)

I want to go on a big,

bold, beautiful journey.

GPS: Say it again, David.

Like you mean it.

(CLEARS THROAT)

I want to go on a big...

bold, beautiful journey.

GPS: One more time, David.

With a kind of passion that

suggests that before you die,

you need to experience

what it feels like to be big.

Bigger than Earth itself.

No more of this, "We're all

specks of dust" bullshit.

Do you want to go on a big,

bold, beautiful journey, David?

(MOUTHING) I wanna go on a big,

bold, beautiful,

m*therf*cking journey!

GPS: Great, David.

Take the next exit

at Kiki's Travel Plaza

and eat a fast food

cheeseburger.

-DAVID: Hmm.

-(CHUCKLES)

Hi, David from the North Side.

Hey, Downtown Sarah.

What are you doing here?

(CHUCKLES) Having

a cheeseburger.

When was the last time you had

a fast-food cheeseburger?

Why you call

it a fast-food cheeseburger?

Isn't that what it is?

Well, yeah,

but I mean, technically,

it's a Whopper with cheese.

Okay. When did you last have

a Whopper with cheese?

I don't know, actually.

About 20 or 25 years ago.

Snob.

When was the last time you had

a fast-food cheeseburger?

I eat 'em every day.

Breakfast, lunch and dinner.

Oh, yeah?

-Mmm...Mmm...

-Huh...

Wow.

-Hungry?

-Mmm-hmm.

(CHUCKLES)

SARAH: Mmm.

So...

So...

So we live in the same city.

Correct.

Yeah.

-SARAH: Yeah.

-Yeah.

Are you gonna...

ask me out or something?

Would you like to be asked out?

I asked you

-to marry me last night.

-Yeah, but that was bullshit.

-Was it?

-Wasn't it?

I guess you'll never know now.

Oh, God.

The pain of early regret.

Also known as dating.

So we're not gonna date?

Wouldn't be worth the risk.

The risk?

The risk.

Pessimistic.

I'm glad we got that

out of the way.

-Yeah, thank God.

-You want an onion ring?

-Please.

-Mmm.

DAVID: Delicious.

This is the only ring

I'll be getting from you.

(CHUCKLES)

All right, well...

Yeah, nice knowing you.

-Nice arguing with you.

-(CHUCKLES)

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

(MELLOW MUSIC PLAYING)

DAVID: Did you get the GPS?

SARAH: Yeah, because...

TOGETHER: Sometimes your phone

craps out on you.

DAVID: Okay.

SARAH: Yeah.

Well, enjoy your journey.

You, too.

-Bye, Sarah.

-Bye, David.

-Hey, Sarah.

-Yeah.

What I was saying...

I do dance.

(POP SONG PLAYING)

(ENGINE STARTING)

GPS: You have arrived

at your destination.

DAVID: I'm ready for my journey.

(ENGINE SPUTTERING)

GPS: Pick up Sarah.

(SPUTTERING CONTINUES)

(CAR HONKS)

My car won't start.

(DAVID CHUCKLES)

GPS: Welcome

to your journey,

Sarah and David.

Do you have any clue

where we're headed?

None, whatsoever.

GPS: You have arrived

at your first stop.

SARAH: Should we be

trusting the GPS?

DAVID: I have nothing to lose.

SARAH: Me neither.

What is that?

DAVID: Excuse me.

Very bizarre.

SARAH: What's around there?

-(SARAH CHUCKLES)

-Dead bodies.

Shut up.

We have to go through it.

Why?

We just do.

What do you think's

behind there?

More of this?

You think?

I don't know. Come on.

(INTRIGUING MUSIC PLAYING)

SARAH: Oh, my God.

(DAVID CHUCKLES)

Holy sh*t. I know this place.

SARAH: Are you gonna tell me

what's going on?

We're visiting

a preserved lighthouse

from the 19th century.

SARAH: Where?

Canada.

Canada, okay.

DAVID: Came here

a few years back.

On a little trip of my own.

Are you some kind of weird

lighthouse freak?

(CHUCKLES) Now that you say it,

I wish I was.

Is that... That's your thing?

(CHUCKLES)

This is unbelievable.

Why were you here by yourself?

I travel alone all the time.

Me too.

It's funny

how the most beautiful places

make you feel the most alone.

You know?

No matter where you go,

you always

end up going

to the top of something

and looking down at something.

Most places

have a thing like that.

You know,

you go to the top and you...

you look out and you look down,

and you're supposed to have

an epiphany

about who you are and...

about your life and...

where it's headed.

SARAH: Well, do you know

where it's headed?

No, Sarah, I do not.

Did you have an epiphany

the last time you were here?

No.

Felt nothing.

-So you didn't take this all in?

-(SEAGULLS SQUAWKING)

Not even close.

What about now?

(GUITAR MUSIC PLAYING)

-Did that really just happen?

-(DAVID CHUCKLES)

DAVID: Apparently.

A red door

in the middle of the woods.

Like, who put it there?

GPS: Next stop

is in 79 miles.

Hey, what's this all about?

GPS: Proceed to the route.

I'm talking to you.

GPS: Proceed to the route.

DAVID: Locked?

Yeah.

(DOOR LOCK CLICKS)

VINCENT: Sarah.

SARAH: Vincent.

-(DOOR THUDS)

-VINCENT: Is everything okay?

Yeah.

-VINCENT: Your flashlight.

-Yes!

-Thanks.

-VINCENT: Enjoy.

See you on the way out, Vincent.

VINCENT: I'll be here.

DAVID: Where are we?

We are at my favorite museum.

DAVID: What are we doing here?

Probably gonna look

at paintings.

DAVID: Cool.

(SOULFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

My mom's dead.

What painting is that?

That's very funny.

She died when I was 19, but...

growing up, we would come here

at least once a month.

Vincent would let us

have the museum

all to ourselves

during closing hours.

He loved my mom. Loved her.

And then when she died,

I started coming once a week.

Yeah, and then I just got busy,

that kind of thing.

(INHALES)

-Happens.

-Hmm.

Well, my mom's alive.

Oh, great.

Yeah. Not dead.

That is so awesome for you.

-Dad, on the other hand...

-Dead?

No. Alive.

I think my dad's alive.

I wish he were dead.

I actually went on a road trip

with my dad once.

DAVID: Oh, Yeah?

SARAH: Yeah.

We went to the, um...

Baseball Hall of Fame

in Cooperstown.

You like baseball?

SARAH: What? No, he did.

Well, he "does" I guess.

Um...

And I remember

he brought this big bag

of unshelled sunflower seeds,

and I ate the whole bag

and I got sick.

So you didn't like baseball

and you got sick?

SARAH: Yeah. (CHUCKLES)

Yeah.

But...

It was actually

a really great time.

We had a great time. He, um...

When I had his attention,

he was actually pretty great.

So tell me.

Why are you single?

You really wanna know?

Yeah.

It's because I cheat.

Even when I don't want to cheat,

I'll end up cheating.

Even when the person

I'm with is perfect, I'll cheat.

Okay.

It makes me feel like

one half of me is always single

and doesn't have to give a sh*t

about anyone else but myself,

and so then that half...

cheats and...

gets caught.

And then all of me is single,

and that's what I'd rather be

in the first place.

Not the answer I expected.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

(CHUCKLES)

SARAH: And why are you single?

DAVID: Oh...

I suppose I haven't

met the right one yet.

David, you've probably

met the right one,

like, a hundred times already.

DAVID: Mmm, I wish that was true

even once, Sarah, but...

(SCOFFS) That's such

a bullshit answer.

I gave you honest f*cking truth.

And you're going to give me,

"I haven't met

the right one yet."

Just because

you don't like the answer

doesn't mean

it's a bullshit answer.

You've probably given

the "I cheat" speech

a thousand times.

And I betcha anything it makes

guys want you even more.

Yeah? Any truth to that?

Sounded a little bit rehearsed.

Kind of like your top

of the lighthouse bullshit?

(IMITATES ACCENT)

"The most beautiful places

"make you feel the most alone."

Oh, that's a pretty good me,

actually. I'm flattered.

GPS: In 0.5 miles,

you will arrive

at your destination.

SARAH: Oh, my God.

DAVID: Oh, sh*t.

Is that your high school?

DAVID: Yeah, how'd you know?

SARAH: Well, two reasons.

One, those could

only be high school doors.

And the second reason?

I'll tell you later.

-No, wait, wait.

-What?

Um...

You know, I'm not sure.

What?

Well, I went here

for four years,

but I don't know

who or what, when...

-You know.

-It's okay.

-High school.

-It's okay.

-Uh...

-We'll find out.

-Come on.

-(SIGHS)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

SARAH: Oh, wow!

(SARAH CHUCKLES)

You've got to be f*cking

kidding me.

Jesus Christ.

Hi, David.

David, what are you doing?

-Mr. Nelson.

-You're late. Come on.

No, no, no. You're dead.

-What?

-You're dead.

I was at your funeral.

It's four years from now.

I mean, look, maybe I was wrong,

but get your pancreas checked,

will you? And soon.

David, I don't know what kind

of pre-show routine

you're doing here,

but there's no time.

Curtain's in half an hour.

Half hour, everyone.

Mr. Nelson, how old am I?

You're 15.

-I'm 15.

-Cool.

-How old am I?

-I don't know. 40?

I'm gonna k*ll you today.

Forget four years from now.

f*cking 40?

BOY: You nervous for tonight?

Yeah. You're gonna k*ll them.

Yeah. Break a leg, okay?

SARAH: Who's that?

Cheryl Hayward.

She, uh, plays Rosemary.

SARAH: So, are you in this show?

You're in this musical?

Yeah. I play, um,

J. Pierrepont Finch.

-You're J. Pierrepont Finch?

-(CLEARS THROAT) Yes.

What? That's amazing.

Oh, you did the show?

God, I wish. No.

Ex-musical groupie.

-Huh.

-Mmm.

After her solo, I, um...

I tell her I love her.

SARAH: Oh, wow. Okay.

She says, "I don't love you.

I love Clint Whitford."

And I'm... devastated.

Who's Clint Whitford?

This f*cking as*h*le,

prick, college freshman.

He treats her like sh*t.

-Wow.

-That night...

I mean, tonight, I go home

and I don't even

get out of my costume.

I go up to my playroom,

I plant myself face down

on the couch, and I cry.

You have a playroom?

I cried so hard. Jesus.

God, it feels like it...

Oh, feels exactly

like it felt that night.

-Okay, well...

-Except now I know it's worse.

No, because I know she's gonna

just destroy me all over again.

Okay, just don't...

Don't tell her you love her.

No, but I have to.

Why? You just said that you know

that she's not going

to say it back.

Maybe she will.

She won't.

-I have to.

-MANAGER: David?

Hair and makeup right now.

-DAVID: Cool.

-Yeah.

DAVID: Okay.

Break a leg.

MAN: Lights in the catwalk.

Lights in the catwalk.

Yes!

(SOFTLY) Amy Moore.

Eddie Bora?

Why are you saying my full name?

Uh, I don't know.

(SOFTLY) But you do it

with Jennifer Hodge tonight.

-Do what?

-Do it.

You must be so excited

for David.

Oh, we're just so proud of him.

He's so talented.

He worked very hard.

Yeah. He went after it,

he deserves it.

Yeah. And he's just

a really special kid.

Just really and truly,

just special.

FATHER: And talented.

MOTHER: Yeah, and special.

-Okay.

-Enjoy the show.

We'll see you

at the intermission.

EDDIE: And now,

How To Succeed In Business

Without Really Trying.

(CHEERS AND APPLAUSE)

MANAGER: Dear Reader,

this little book

is designed to tell you

everything you need to know

about the science

of getting ahead.

Now let us assume

you are young,

healthy, clear-eyed, and eager,

anxious to rise

quickly and easily

to the top

of the business world.

You can.

If you have

education and intelligence

and ability,

so much the better.

What the f*ck are you doing?

Get out there.

My name is David Longley.

I'm 15 years old,

and I'm the lead

in my high school musical.

Are you saying that to yourself

or you saying that to me?

Uh, both.

You know,

you know the bit in, um...

Bourne Identity,

where Jason Bourne

realizes that he can

be an assassin

without remembering

that he's actually an assassin?

What's Jason Bourne?

...lucky golden few.

You can.

This is Jason Bourne.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

(SINGING)

How to apply for a job

How to advance

From the mail room

How to sit down at a desk

How to dictate memorandums

How to develop executive style

How to commute

In a three button suit

With that weary executive smile

This book is all that I need

How to

How to succeed

(LAUGHING)

Wow.

(CHEERS AND APPLAUSE)

(SINGING) I'll be so happy

To keep his dinner warm

While he goes onward and upward

Happy to keep his dinner warm

Till he comes wearily home

From downtown

...in the head

That office chair...

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)

-(SIGHS) Cheryl. Cheryl.

-David...

Before we go out there

just listen to me.

Cheryl, I love you.

David, I care about you,

but Clint and I are gonna try

to make things work.

TOGETHER: And I know

he can be awful sometimes,

but I have to try.

How did you know

what I was gonna say?

MANAGER: Cheryl,

we need you in the wings.

(CHEERS AND APPLAUSE)

DAVID: You two... You,

you break up after six months.

Okay, maybe, but that doesn't

change the way I feel right now.

But not maybe!

Not maybe.

It doesn't work.

It will not work.

CHERYL: J. Pierrepont Finch,

why are you

looking at me that way?

J. Pierrepont Finch,

why are you

looking at me that way?

He breaks your heart.

Clint. He...

He breaks your heart.

He cheats with Amy Moore

during Easter break.

David, what are you doing?

Ooh, boy.

You marry Tate Chandler.

And then you divorce

Tate Chandler.

-Cheryl...

-Stop chasing me, David.

I don't love you.

Well, would you look at that?

It's five o'clock.

(SINGING)

Well, here it is 5:00 p.m.

The finish of a long day's work

And there they are,

both of them

The secretary and the clerk

Not very well acquainted

Not very much to say

But I can hear those

Two little minds ticking away

I should have understood.

(SINGING) Now, she's thinking

I'm so sorry. Cheryl.

Cheryl, I'm sorry.

GIRL: (SINGING)

Now, she's thinking

-Cheryl? Cheryl, are you okay?

-Cheryl?

(SINGING) Now, she's thinking

(SINGING) I wonder if

we take the same bus

And he's thinking

(SINGING) That could be

Quite a thing between us

Now, she's thinking

He really is a dear

And he's thinking

But what of my career

And she says

Ah

-And he says

-(CLEARS THROAT)

Well, it's been a long day

-Well, it's been a long

-Well, it's been a long

-Been a long, been a long

-Been a long, been a long

-Been a long day

-Been a long day

Well, it's been a long

Been a long, been a long

Been a long day

-Again?

-Sure.

ALL: (SINGING)

Well, it's been a long

Been a long, been a long

Been a long day

(BOTH LAUGHING)

That was f*ck'...

How did you know?

What can I say?

A good musical groupie

always knows the songs.

Thanks for the save.

You're welcome.

Ah.

It's actually

the second reason I knew

that those

were high school doors.

I'm secretly a dork.

You're secretly a dork.

Not so secret.

Yeah, not anymore.

High school's really f*cking

important to dorks like us.

It's pretty formative.

(SIGHS)

It's formative as f*ck.

Thanks.

You're welcome.

(MELLOW SONG PLAYING)

SARAH: You were

different back there.

DAVID: How was I different?

Very...

heart on your sleeve.

DAVID: Mmm.

Yeah, that was me back then.

Back when I thought that the...

Go on. Thought what?

Back when I thought

that everything

would work out for me.

(SMACKS LIPS)

That I'd get what I want

and that I'd be... happy.

Because you're so special?

(BOTH CHUCKLING)

Where'd you hear that?

Nowhere.

I saw you sitting

behind my mom and dad.

They may have mentioned you

being special, like...

30 times.

I swear to God, if I could

go back to me as a kid,

I would say,

"David, you little prick,

"you're not that special.

Get over yourself."

-Would you?

-I would, actually, yeah.

Yeah, I mean,

it just causes you...

It sets you up

for a spectacular fall.

So what is it that you want,

David?

What do you mean, Sarah?

Are you still...

chasing the Cheryls

of this world?

You know, it's been a long time

since I've felt that anyone

was worth the chase.

Are you chasing me?

Because if you are,

you should just stop.

Seriously, David,

I'm just gonna end up

disappointing you,

like everyone else has,

so, you should just stop.

(TIRES SCREECH)

(MELLOW MUSIC PLAYING)

SARAH: What are you doing?

I didn't mean stop the car.

Okay, this is getting

too dramatic.

DAVID: Sometimes we have

to perform to get to the truth.

(SARAH EXHALES DEEPLY)

ANNOUNCER: Doctor Morgan,

please call recovery.

Hi, Sarah.

Hi, Dr. Vernon.

How's everything at school?

I think at this point,

I was having an affair

with my professor.

-Uh, can we just get to it?

-Sure.

Your mom passed away

about an hour ago.

Was she comfortable?

She was comfortable.

-No pain?

-DR. VERNON: None.

-You f*cking swear?

-I f*cking swear.

-Did he...

-DR. VERNON: No.

Your father hasn't been here

in months.

So, she was alone when she died.

I assure you,

she was on a lot of medication.

So, she was alone when she died?

DR. VERNON: Yes.

Do you want to see her?

Can I just have a minute?

DR. VERNON: Absolutely.

(PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING)

DAVID: It was kind of messed up

that I had to relive

my high school musical.

Which you kind of nailed.

DAVID: I did nail, yes.

But it seems really unfair

that you have to relive

the moment

where you're told your mom died.

I'm not reliving this.

This is happening

for the first time.

I wasn't at the hospital

when my mom died.

I avoided it.

Do you know where I went?

Museum?

God, the f*cking museum.

DAVID: Sarah, that's...

That's kind of beautiful.

Your mother's

favorite place in the world.

It's kind of beautiful.

I'm horrible.

Uh, not even close.

I... Then you don't

know me very well.

Actually, not...

You're... You're...

You're magic. You're a lovely,

formidable force,

is what you are.

SARAH: Listen to me.

I'm a f*cking coward.

Nope. You're here now.

-I'm a f*cking coward.

-You're here now.

Yeah, but that doesn't,

-it doesn't count now. It's...

-DAVID: Why not?

Because it...

It's not real! (CHUCKLES)

This isn't real!

Well, it sure as sh*t...

feels very real.

Every part of it.

David.

I wasn't at the museum

the day my mom died.

I really...

really love that

you thought that,

and I wish it were true, but...

(SARAH SIGHS)

I was...

screwing my professor.

That's what I was doing.

And she died alone.

DAVID: Mmm.

I better do this.

(SHUDDERS)

(TELEPHONE RINGING)

(BABY CRYING)

(SOFTLY) Dad.

(PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING)

SARAH: All I'm thinking

about right now

is the time that Big

was supposed to play on TV

one night after swim practice.

And I remember saying to you,

"Mom, what I really want

is to come home

"from swim practice

"and eat mashed potatoes

while I watch Big."

And do you know what you said?

Without hesitation.

Without a hint of annoyance.

You said,

"Of course, sweetheart."

And you must have been so tired.

But you were never

going to say no.

That word just

never crossed your mind.

It was always,

"Of course," with you.

You just...

gave...

so easily.

(SIGHS)

-DAVID: Is everything okay?

-Yeah.

Yeah.

No, not really. But...

it's just...

my son.

My son, uh,

was born prematurely.

Well, I'm... I'm...

I'm sure he's gonna be okay.

There's some complications.

We were just told this morning.

DAVID: What complications?

What's wrong?

His heart.

There's some...

problems with his heart.

It's called PDA.

Patent ductus arter...

something.

DAVID: Did they say

if it's fatal?

Yeah, it can be.

He'll... Hey, he'll survive.

Well, thank you for saying that.

(SNIFFLES)

Seeing my...

son trapped in that incubator.

If he dies in there

and if I'm not able to hold him,

I don't know what...

What we'll do.

It's gonna be all right, Dad.

It's gonna be all right.

"Dad"?

You... Well,

you're a dad, right?

(CHUCKLES) Actually, I am.

We tried to have a child

for a long time.

And then we were fine with it.

And then she got pregnant.

At 40.

And the next thing you know,

our little David was born.

Do you have children?

No, I don't.

My friends tried to explain

what it's like, but...

it's impossible.

And annoying.

The minute that I saw my boy...

my world changed.

Do you think...

that you'll tell him

about all this?

You know,

with the complications.

My wife and I made a promise.

If he survives,

we'll do everything we can

to protect him

from shite like this.

Excuse my language.

Nah, nah.

We won't tell him.

He'll only know

that he was perfect,

and that he's everything

we ever wanted and hoped for.

That he's...

Special.

-Yeah, special.

-NURSE: Mr. Longley.

Your wife is asking for you.

I need to go.

Thanks for listening.

DAVID: Yeah.

Hey.

Yeah?

You're a good dad.

That's all I want.

Just a chance.

SARAH: I met a boy, Mom.

I really wish

I could talk to you about it.

He's here now.

I think if I let him,

he might always be here.

(PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING)

Who are you?

I'm the guy who buys gifts

because he doesn't know

what else to do.

The Renoir painting from before.

That's my mom's

favorite painting.

Hmm. It's a beautiful painting.

Yeah.

She always liked how helpful

a girl who's not playing is.

She's like turning the pages.

It's like a selfless act.

Your mom sounds cool.

You know, we're not taking

any of this with us.

Oh, sorry, you...

thought these were for you?

Uh, they're for my girlfriend.

Oh, for your girlfriend?

Yeah.

She's really...

bad for me.

It's what I go for.

f*ck her.

-We will be taking this guy.

-Yeah?

-Yeah. See, yeah...

-All right, yeah?

...he's just perfect.

Hold your breath.

What?

My mom would do this thing when

we were in the car together.

She would shout,

"Hold your breath," randomly,

and then we would

hold our breath

and see who can do it

the longest.

-Hold your breath.

-(CHUCKLES) Okay.

(EXHALES SHARPLY) You win.

I didn't take a big enough...

Sarah, you're gonna pass out,

and I'm gonna have to give you

the kiss of life.

Ah.

She wants me

to give her the kiss of life.

(LAUGHS)

I think I just saw God.

(SARAH LAUGHS)

GPS: Congratulations,

Sarah and David.

You've earned a break.

You'll arrive at the scenic

overlook in 21 minutes.

SARAH: Yay. A break.

DAVID: What's happening?

SARAH: I am gonna change.

Okay, no peeking.

DAVID: Yeah, of course.

Okay, but if I move the mirror,

it's just to see

out of the back of the car.

And maybe,

just a little bit of your face.

There you are.

I don't know

if I trust the angle

of that mirror right now.

Just the face.

Just the face. Just the face.

(SARAH LAUGHS)

DAVID: Hey, can I tell you

something I just thought about?

Yeah.

And I've never told anyone this.

When I was a kid, my mom left.

Oh.

Yeah, no, it's...

I mean, it's fine.

She came back.

She wasn't gone long.

But the strange thing was my dad

never said a word about it.

You know, I kind of...

I'd forgotten it.

SARAH: Oh.

Yeah. Yeah, I was small, and...

I knew it wasn't good.

I'm sorry.

I know I said my parents

always worry about me,

but I actually always...

I always worry about my dad.

Yeah.

Well, thank you

for sharing that with me.

DAVID: Well,

thank you for letting me.

Do you think life is short?

SARAH: Mmm.

Go on.

I don't know. It's something

I've been... thinking,

and I just wanted to hear

my mouth say it.

I don't think life is short.

People say it, you know.

"Life is short. Have fun."

But...

I have to say, for the last

ten years or so,

life has felt

pretty damn long to me.

I agree.

-You do?

-Yeah.

Life only feels short

when you're moving forward

with something

that you don't want to end.

Right. Yeah, yeah.

I haven't moved forward

with something in a long time.

And how does...

How does it feel now?

It's may be feeling

a smidge shorter.

Yeah.

Yeah.

(BIRDS CALLING IN DISTANCE)

(SOULFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

SARAH: Okay,

how is this a break?

(DAVID SIGHS)

SARAH: Are we looking down

at ourselves right now?

DAVID: I think so.

-This is so...

-Beautiful.

I was gonna say strange,

but yeah, that too.

Beautifully strange.

It's strangely beautiful.

DAVID: Hmm.

When was the last time you were

at a wedding with someone?

Oh.

It's... been a while.

Same.

And what do you think

would have happened

if we had gone

to that wedding together?

Hmm.

Well, I guess we would have

known we were together

-and that would have been...

-A comfort.

Yeah.

I never liked coming

to these things alone.

At some point, you would have

gotten me a drink...

DAVID: Yeah.

SARAH: ...and

I would have felt...

Yeah.

-You would have felt what?

-I would have felt...

-taken care of.

-You would have been.

Yeah.

What's your drink?

White wine.

Dry.

Very dry.

-Like rocks.

-Like dryer.

(CHUCKLES)

DAVID: Would we have danced

at this wedding?

-You don't dance at weddings.

-I do in this scenario.

-Oh. Okay.

-Yeah.

We're rewriting the rulebooks.

Then we would have danced.

DAVID: God, it sounds like

we're having a good time

at this wedding.

SARAH: God, we're having

a great time at this wedding.

DAVID:

Does it make you nervous?

How lovely a time we're having?

A little.

-You?

-DAVID: Very much.

But I'm okay with it.

-Why?

-(SMACKS LIPS)

Because I prefer

to feel nervous with you

than feel nothing alone.

That simple.

Are you taking it all in

this time?

GPS: You have arrived

at your next stop.

DAVID: Shite.

SARAH: Do you know that door?

DAVID: Yeah. You?

Yeah, I used to go there

all the time.

Me, too.

SARAH: I don't

wanna go in there.

DAVID: Me neither.

Pass.

GPS: You have arrived

at your next stop.

DAVID: I think now

would be a good time to tell you

I was engaged once.

SARAH: Okay.

I think now would be

a good time to tell you

I'm a f*cking monster.

(SARAH SIGHS)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

All right.

Yeah.

Hey.

Here.

I'm so sorry.

Two people saying sorry

at the end of a relationship.

Well, it doesn't get

more boring than that.

Are you sure

you wanna go through with this?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm sure.

Because...

And I know this might make me

sound weak or whatever.

-No, you're not weak.

-It's fine.

But just say the word, and...

we can just forget about this.

And you can put that ring

right back on my finger,

and we can just move on.

Together.

MAN: You're gonna love this.

I, uh, upgraded our room.

Check it out.

Oh, wow.

-MAN: It's gonna be so great.

-It's lovely.

I also made

a reservation at your...

your favorite restaurant.

-Great.

-MAN: Yeah. And I made sure

they had the very, very,

very dry white wine.

-Thank you.

-Drier than dirt dry.

(CHUCKLES)

Why didn't we work?

Why did this end?

Just...

wasn't meant to be.

That's such bullshit.

"Wasn't meant to be"?

Wait, you... you didn't say that

when this happened.

Why did you lose

interest in me, David?

You didn't say that either.

MAN: ...thing where I pick out

your outfit for the night.

I leave you tonight.

(DOOR CLOSES)

What do you mean?

When you're asleep,

I leave you

in the middle of the night.

And when you wake up...

you have no idea

where I am, and you're...

worried sick, and you text

and you call and...

I block your number,

and you never

hear from me again.

-Tell me why you lost interest?

-I don't know.

Jesus Christ!

When did you start

stabbing people?

You chased after me so hard.

Won me over.

When you finally had me,

-what happened?

-I was underwhelmed.

-What happened?

-I was overwhelmed.

-Felt disappointed.

-Didn't wanna be disappointing.

Thought of coming home to you

every day made me...

Break out into hives.

-I wasn't happy with you.

-Or me.

-TOGETHER: Or us.

-Blah, blah, blah.

-Blah, blah, blah. Dig...

-Deeper.

I thought we just dug

fairly f*cking deep.

Okay.

I'll go.

At first, I was really into you.

I thought I'd met my match.

Someone just like me.

Someone who wanted

to have fun and not care.

Someone...

who knew that

this was all bullshit,

and that it wasn't gonna last.

And then you changed.

You started to care.

Really care.

Because I fell in love with you.

Yes! That!

I didn't ask for that.

It was too much.

I loved you too much?

SARAH: Yes. Yeah.

No.

Yes. Yeah.

(SNIFFLES)

So you leave me

because I love you.

No, I leave you because...

Because you love some version

of me that's not me.

And you don't...

You don't know me.

You never really knew me.

And that's my fault?

(EXHALES SOFTLY)

And what about you?

Hard pass.

I, um...

I genuinely believed

that I could make you happy.

And that's all I wanted.

That hope is everything to me.

Means that every day

that I'm pursuing you and...

I'm pleasing you is beautiful.

You know, it's meaningful

until I have you.

And then, it all...

becomes meaningless.

And then, I start feeling...

myself again.

You know, the me that I was...

before we met.

Except this time,

I'm more tired.

And then I wake up one morning,

and I...

I'm about as f*cking empty

as I have ever been.

And...

you'll never make me happy.

WOMAN: That's very, very cruel.

No one's good enough for you.

GPS: Deer incoming.

-SARAH: What?

-(THUD)

-(TIRES SCREECH)

-(SARAH EXCLAIMS)

SARAH: Oh, sh*t!

(SARAH GRUNTS)

(METAL CLANKING)

(BOTH BREATHING HEAVILY)

Come on.

Crap.

Crap.

-Sabotage!

-Huh.

You know how to fix

totaled cars?

-I do not.

-(WHOOSHING)

How about burning cars?

DAVID: I do not.

SARAH: Well...

we're good at destroying things.

Apparently.

-David?

-Yeah?

Let's not do this.

Do what?

This. Let's...

I don't want to be the girl

sitting in a caf,

holding a ring,

wondering when

you lost interest in me.

I don't want you to be the guy

that I leave

in the middle of the night.

Let's just...

end this before

we hurt each other.

Why are you so certain

we're gonna hurt each other?

Were you not paying attention

back there in the caf?

That... that's just who we are.

That's who we were.

It doesn't mean

it has to be who we are, Sarah.

I mean, this whole journey...

I think it's a... it's a chance,

you know, for us to be open.

I mean, life is...

Life is better when you're open.

What does that even mean?

It means... It means... Um...

It means, I love you.

What?

Yeah. I love you.

-No, you don't.

-Yeah, I do.

-You don't. You don't...

-I'm sorry, I do.

You don't know me.

You...

-You don't.

-Yes, I do. I know that you...

I know that you feel like sh*t

that you weren't there

when your mother died.

I know that you've never been

able to forgive yourself for it.

I know that you cheat,

so no one else

can hurt you first.

And that you leave,

you know, when you feel like

you're being loved too much.

I know you, Sarah.

But I also know that you love

eating fast-food cheeseburgers,

and I know that you love

traveling alone like I do.

I see you, Sarah.

I see you.

And I love you.

And not some idea of you.

I love you, all of you.

Maybe you feel that way

right now,

but what about tomorrow?

What about next week?

What about next month,

once you...

Once you have me?

Really have me?

-Then what?

-Then we have a cup of tea.

We keep it...

We... we lie on the grass,

we read books.

We dance, Sarah.

We just... We dance.

I mean, that life

that we imagined up there.

-It was a fantasy, David.

-I refuse to believe that.

It's a thing we made up.

I refuse to believe that.

(SCOFFS) Because this

is what you do. You do this.

You, like, relentlessly

chase after someone,

because you think

they're gonna make you happy.

And then when you get them,

you don't want them anymore.

No, no, no, no. Yeah,

I've done that in the past.

But that's not

what this is about.

This isn't about

the chase, Sarah.

It's not about using you

as a distraction

from my bullshit.

It's not even about being happy.

It's about...

(DAVID SIGHS)

It's about believing.

That's what this is about.

For the first time, maybe, ever.

It's about believing

that it's possible.

What is?

To share a life.

(SARAH SIGHS)

It's just...

not worth the risk for me.

I'm sorry.

I mean, it's...

(SIGHS)

It's okay.

I don't want to upset you.

It's okay.

(PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING)

SARAH: Thanks for the clothes.

(CLEARS THROAT) I, uh...

I fixed your exploded car.

How?

It happens more than you think.

Why did you have to fix it?

Because there's more to do,

isn't there?

Yeah.

These are a gift

from the car rental agency.

But it's not raining.

-Okay.

-Okay.

GPS: You'll arrive

at Kiki's Travel Plaza

in 21 miles.

(RAIN PATTERING)

Drop off Sarah.

(SIGHS)

(PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING)

GPS: Sarah,

are you ready to continue

your big, bold,

beautiful journey?

Uh...

No. I...

I'm done.

I'm done.

GPS: You can do this.

In 500 feet, take exit 57.

I said I'm done, m*therf*cker.

I'm done.

GPS: Sarah, come on.

Take the next exit, 58B, and...

No.

GPS: Recalculating.

Come on, Sarah.

Let's finish this out.

In 1.5 miles, take exit 59-A.

Shut up!

Shut the f*ck up!

GPS: In 1.5 miles,

take exit 59-A.

Thanks, I just...

I just need to go home.

I just wanna go home.

GPS: All right, Sarah.

You'll reach home

in one hour and 33 minutes...

-Okay.

-...with normal traffic.

Thank you.

(SIGHS)

GPS: Recalculating.

I just wanna go home.

GPS: All right, David.

You'll reach home

in one hour and 33 minutes

-with normal traffic.

-Thank you.

GPS: You are home.

SARAH: Wrong home, as*h*le.

(GUITAR MUSIC PLAYING)

(SINGING)

There's a bug like an angel

f*ck.

Stuck to the bottom

Of my glass

With a little bit left

As I got older

I learned I'm a drinker

Sometimes a drink

Feels like family

CHORUS: Family

Hey, what's the matter?

WOMAN: Where'd you go?

-Uh, for a walk.

-You're wet!

He's... he's upstairs.

-Who's upstairs?

-Our son.

-DAVID: Our son?

-What's wrong, honey?

"Honey"?

Sorry, how old am I?

You're 57.

Fifty-seven.

-What's this all about?

-I'm Dad.

Yeah, you're his Dad.

And he needs you right now.

That awful girl crushed him.

She's not an awful girl, Mom.

Uh, darling.

-Just go talk to him.

-Okay.

CHORUS: (SINGING)

Break you right back

Ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh-ooh

SINGER: When I'm bent over

Wishin' it was over

Makin' all variety of vows

I'll never keep

I try to remember

The wrath of the devil

Was also given him by God

CHORUS: Ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh

Ooh

(SARAH GASPS)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER OVER TV)

(MELLOW MUSIC PLAYING)

Mom?

-Mom?

-(GASPS)

Oh. Hey, kiddo.

-Hi.

-You're not dead.

(LAUGHS) Well, what the hell

kind of thing is that to say?

Oh.

-(EXHALES)

-Mom.

Oh, oh.

Hi.

-Everything okay?

-Hey, how old am I?

Did you hit your head

or something?

Just, how old?

You're 12, silly.

I have

the mashed potatoes ready.

Let's eat.

Mom?

I know how tired you are, but...

What is it, honey?

Would you mind

watching a movie with me?

Of course.

Do you think

I'd let you watch all alone?

(YOUNG DAVID SNIFFLING)

Jesus. That's pathetic.

YOUNG DAVID: Dad?

Dad.

Yeah.

I'm your... dad.

Are you disappointed in me?

No.

No, I'm... I'm...

I'm sorry you're hurting.

It sucks.

YOUNG DAVID: Do you

remember when...

Mom was away in the States?

I was 11.

It was just you and me

for a month.

Yeah.

Yeah.

I never told you this before.

I heard you crying one night.

It was late,

and you were sobbing.

I didn't know what to do.

I'd never heard you cry before.

(INHALES DEEPLY)

And I wanted to comfort you,

but I was...

Scared?

Yeah.

I wanna go home.

I miss my family, Susan,

and I wanna go home.

SUSAN: Oh, my God!

You're married!

JOSH: No!

SUSAN: I knew that this was...

(SOFTLY) Hmm.

-Mom?

-Mmm?

What is it, sweetheart?

Can we pretend that I'm older?

Mmm.

-You're good at pretend.

-Yeah, I know.

I want you to pretend with me.

That sounds fun. When?

Now.

-Now?

-Yeah, right now.

(SOFTLY) Okay.

Okay.

Begin pretending to be older.

I'm bad with men, Mom.

(LAUGHS)

You're really getting into it.

Where did you even

hear that phrase, sweetheart?

Just pretend...

pretend with me, okay?

-I'm bad with men, Mom.

-(SIGHS)

-Now why would you say that?

-'Cause I am.

So am I.

I know.

Why?

Why is that?

Oh, I wish I knew.

I wish I knew.

I'm still trying

to figure that out.

It's okay. It's okay. I know.

YOUNG DAVID: When I'm sad,

or angry,

it feels like the world

might fall apart.

That's the world, David.

You know, it's messy,

it's shitty.

It's full of uncertainty.

But... they try

to protect you from it.

They made a promise they would.

-They?

-Uh, we.

We made that promise.

For better and for worse.

And maybe...

Maybe it was for worse.

I don't know.

Your mom and dad love you...

very much.

Yeah.

SARAH: I have to leave

in the morning.

SARAH'S MOTHER: Well, I know.

For school.

SARAH: We're still pretending.

SARAH'S MOTHER: Oh, okay.

Where are you headed?

To the city.

(GASPS) Wow. Miss Big Shot.

(CHUCKLES)

I'm gonna miss you.

I'm gonna miss you so much.

I'm scared I'm not gonna

be a good adult, Mom.

You know, sweetheart,

you are capable

of being content in this life.

You just have to choose it.

What about being happy?

You can make yourself crazy

trying to be happy.

Be content first.

Choose to be content.

And enjoy

the moments of happiness

that come from that.

Okay.

Can we stop pretending now?

Why?

Because I want you

to tuck me in.

(SARAH'S MOTHER SIGHS)

-(CHUCKLES) Snuggy bunny.

-Night.

Good night, sweetheart.

Bye, Mom.

(EXHALES DEEPLY)

f*ck, yes! Still got it.

(LAUGHS)

ANNOUNCER: You win!

When did you get

so good at this game?

-Wanna play again?

-No, I'm actually... exhausted.

Oh, there's something

I've been wanting to...

tell you for a while now.

What is it?

You should know that...

you're special.

You tell me that all the time.

Yeah, I know. (CLICKS TONGUE)

(SOULFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

(SINGING)

Love is funny

Or it's sad

Or it's quiet

Or it's mad

It's a good thing

Or it's bad

But beautiful

WOMAN: Did your phone

crap out on you?

It did indeed.

WOMAN: Ah! I told you.

You would have been f*cked.

Oh, I was f*cked anyway,

many times over.

But I think it worked out okay.

Did you meet anyone on the way?

Is that what you,

um, you do here?

You rent cars and f*ck lives?

-MAN: Hey. Hey, hey.

-"f*ck lives"?

No... I just...

Is this some kind of...

soulmate service?

-Oh, I like that.

-Me, too.

Wouldn't that be nice?

Some service

that would just find

the exact right person for you?

Would make life so much easier.

It would.

So, you weren't trying

to match me and...

Stacy Dunn.

No, she never picked up her car.

What is this still doing here?

So, Sarah was...

WOMAN: Oh, she came last minute.

Fortunately,

Stacy's car was available.

Sarah made a good understudy.

(LAUGHS) I love that!

MAN: Me, too.

She hasn't been back yet? Sarah?

No.

Thank you.

WOMAN: Anytime.

(GUITAR MUSIC PLAYING)

GPS: You have arrived

at your final destination.

Please return your car.

SARAH: Is this my destination?

GPS: It depends, Sarah.

How do you want this to end?

How'd you find me?

GPS.

Ah.

I wanna say something now and...

it's something I've been

thinking, and I just...

want to hear my mouth say it.

Um...

You are worth the risk.

I know you might hurt me and...

I mean, I would be devastated

if you left me

and I would be devastated

if I left you first.

And I know

both things are a possibility.

And that scares me deeply.

You might think

you know how deep,

but you don't.

But if anyone ever were to know,

I would want it to be you.

I think...

I think we could

be content together.

And in love.

Because I am in love with you.

(SINGING)

When people keep repeatin'

That you'll never fall in love

When everybody keeps retreatin'

But you can't seem

to get enough

Let my love open the door

Let my love open the door

Let my love open the door

To your heart

You got one more door in you?

To your heart

-I could do one more door.

-Come on.

Let my love open the door

Let my love open the door

Let my love open the door

To your heart

I got the only key

to your heart

That can stop you fallin' apart

Try today, you'll find this way

Come on

And give me a chance to say

Let my love open the door

It's all I'm livin' for

Release yourself from misery

There's only one thing

Gonna set you free

And that's my love

That's my love

That's my love

My love

(THE RISK PLAYING)

(SINGING)

All the lives I've lived

I'm ready to forgive myself

Deep lake diving in

My love could re-begin

Again

Part of me is missing

I doubt you see

How helpless I feel

Fragile, my heart

I long to be held

I long to be loved

Might be a myth

But I'll take the risk

Such a lonely road

Found a kindred soul

Like I knew you from somewhere

Like magic in the air

Now I see you everywhere

Part of me is missing

I doubt you see

How helpless I feel

Fragile, my heart

I long to be held

I long to be loved

Might be a myth

But I'll take the...

Rewrite my elegy

Childhood memories

Fall in love with me...

Inside my symphony

Fragmented parts of me

Dance in the...

What if we were meant to be?

If we don't jump

We'll never know

Part of me is missing

I doubt you see

How helpless I feel

Fragile, my heart

I long to be held

I long to be loved

Might be a myth

But I'll take the risk

I'll take the risk

-(SONG ENDS)

-(THUNDER RUMBLING)

(RAIN PATTERING)

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR SHUTS)